The Hidden Island: Rexy Planet

Chapter 23: Desperate Measures

In the grand halls of Dr. Sheep's opulent mansion, a sense of unease hung heavy in the air. The once vibrant scientist now lay bedridden, her condition rapidly deteriorating. The television in her bedroom flickered to life, casting an eerie glow on the walls as the news anchor's voice filled the room.

"Breaking news! The city of New York is under siege by a horde of prehistoric creatures, unleashed upon its streets. Chaos and panic grip the city as authorities struggle to contain the situation."

Dr. Sheep's frail hand trembled as she reached for the remote, turning up the volume to catch every word. Her weary eyes widened with a mix of fear and concern as images of rampaging dinosaurs flashed across the screen. It was a nightmare she had hoped would never come to pass.

As the news report continued, detailing the destruction and mayhem caused by the relentless creatures, Dr. Sheep's thoughts turned to the safety of those caught in the midst of the chaos. Her gaze settled on her phone, lying on the bedside table, a lifeline to the outside world.

Summoning her last reserves of strength, she mustered the energy to reach for the phone, her trembling fingers dialing a number with a shaky precision. She waited anxiously as the line connected, her voice strained and weak as she spoke into the receiver.

"Get tranquillizers to New York... It's our only hope... Save them..."

Her plea hung in the air, a desperate plea for help. Dr. Sheep knew that the situation in New York was dire, and tranquilizers could be the key to subduing the rampaging dinosaurs and saving innocent lives. With her last ounce of strength, she hoped that her call would be heard, and that help would be on its way.

With a heavy sigh, Dr. Sheep sank back onto her pillows, the weight of her illness pressing down upon her. She knew that her own time was limited, but her focus remained on the well-being of those caught in the jaws of danger.